"What just happened?! Was it an edited video? No, the date and time are displayed clearly. It is live!"
The copy yelled, reeling in shock. His eyes trembled as he stared at the monitor. He watched the streamer's eyes dim with each passing second until they became glassy and lightless. A crimson river of blood flooded from the poor man's torso, adding to the terror clutching his shuddering body.
The painful plea for help, the unwilling grimace... He suffered like he shared a part of the man's pain. Tears welled up, threatening to spill, but the true horror had only just begun.
As the stream chat exploded into a chaotic frenzy, each comment more bizarre than the last, Adam shook his head at some of them ridiculing the man. He had seen people die. He had killed some, too. But somehow, he still found it hard to see powerless citizens die.
